by Bethany on November 1, 2010
I had a few parties to go to this Halloween and I saw some really impressive Halloween costumes. Therefore I’ve really got to dress to impress on October 31st 2011. No time like the present to start planning for next year! I spent some time looking at my options and I found some really fun options.
Take a look at this full body suit! Especially for the pork enthusiasts!
If the full body costume is too intimidating, then try out the pig accessories!
My cousins are all too old for this costume, but this is so cute!
Even one for the dog!
What was your favorite Halloween costume this year?
by Bethany on August 31, 2010
Growing up on our farm has given me a variety of experiences that most people just don’t have. From cleaning up after horses, pigs, turkeys, sheep, rabbits and whatever else we happen to have in our barn to seeing who can run across the gravel in bare feet the fastest. (Other people have been bored enough to do that, right?)
Anyway, here’s a little experience back before I got my driver’s licence. And this may actually explain a thing or two about my driving skills… ahem.
One of the scariest moments in my life was when I was driving our four-wheeler and ended up taking the turn too fast on a steeper hill. I tried to cling on to the handlebars as I flew past our turkey barn, but I felt the four-wheeler slip out of my desperate fingers and slammed onto the grass.
This is what our four wheeler looks like!
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You, like me, might think that a four-wheeler would just stop in this situation.
You, like me, would be wrong.
In wide-eyed horror, I watched as the four-wheeler just kept on rolling… right into our corn field.
First thought- “I’m going to be so grounded that I won’t be able to leave my house until I’m 22”.
Second thought- “There’s a creek on the other side of this corn field”.
As it same to a shuttered halt about five feet into our field, the panic began to ease. Maybe I’ll only be grounded until I’m 21. And I managed to back it out of the field, mangling corn as I went.
After I was done, there before my eyes was a huge gaping hole in my father’s field; it looked like two grizzlies had spent the afternoon wrestling or the beginning of an elephant corn maze. I thought again, “Okay, maybe 23- or 32.”
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Unfortunately I realized that someday, probably in the near future, my dad would just happen to pick up on the fact that we now have a five foot hole in our field. As I creeped up to him, trying not to look directly into his eyes, I told him the whole story.
My jaw fell to the ground as my dad just laughed at me, and ten years later I still got to go to college.
